My Player 2

Chapter 72 Group Battle Command (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

The "Level 8 Gale" was flying thousands of meters in the sky, overlooking the battlefield below.

A large number of wild monsters have spawned in the village polluted by "oil", and just like the monster spawning point, they have a tendency to spread outward.

Fortunately, all the villagers have evacuated the most dangerous areas.

Under the protection of the players and the Saint, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"Force 8 Great Gale" breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost gave the order to throw away all the old, weak and sick people.

But considering that if he did so, the Saint's favorability would probably never be restored, he finally held back.

After all, this is the "real world" and dead NPCs will not be resurrected.

That old man who was so slow that people wanted to kick him had once given him a useless amulet.

Just as the official announcement said, if the digital lives in these games really only have one life, then what is the difference between them and being alive?

Fortunately, he has already overcome the most difficult hurdle, and he no longer has to think about such brain-consuming problems.

I have to say that the quality of these players who opened the server is really high.

It's as easy as using one's own arm to give orders.

Even though there were interferences from legendary elite monsters, he still organized a team of players with clear division of labor, and led the villagers to evacuate from the pile of silver-level monsters.

Thinking back a little, "Force 8 Gale" feels like a great achievement.

Now there is only one final question left.

"Level 8 Great Gale" looked at the battlefields below.

These legendary elite monsters are much more difficult to deal with than those in the first round.

Even if the monsters in the first round are low on health, at most you can use a big move to clear the screen.

The worst that could happen is that the whole team will be wiped out.

But the enemies in the second round——

He actually drinks medicine!
He actually ran away!

How dare you!

The elf corpse puppet with only one leg left, relying on his legendary strength, jumped up and down crazily, and ran away like a monkey by the two teams that had crippled him.

But this can only delay its end.

Just as Level 8 Great Gale was looking over there, a female mage player happened to entangle it with a spell. The players, who were full of anger, rushed forward and turned this poor undead creature into experience.

"Zibeng Team, go support Youlong Team. I've posted their location on the public screen."

Level 8 Gale commanded:

"The same goes for the other strategy teams. After killing the elite monsters, they all come over to fight the boss."

"This boss is a bit tricky. The problem is that it can drop items, recover health, and teleport to escape."

"Does anyone have a way to stop him from teleporting away? Anything will do!"

In order to eliminate useless information, only the team leader and the commander-in-chief "Level 8 Hurricane" can speak in the voice channel, but members who are not team leaders can communicate by typing in the chat window below the channel.

Just now, "Amu Xiao" and the others reported the boss's information here.

Force 8 Gale stared at the chat window for five minutes before finally seeing someone reply.

"There is a way to die": I still have two magic scrolls of [Space Curtain] left, which can interrupt the Boss's teleportation, but each one can only block it for more than ten seconds at most.

"Brother, I won't take it from you for free. You can use it directly later. I'll charge you 500 per piece." 'Level Gale' said immediately.

The market price of [Space Curtain] is 200 RMB. The price he offered is equivalent to buying a horse bone for a huge sum of money.

Sure enough, after a while, other people in the chat window said that they also had props to interrupt the teleportation.

Although several people said they didn't want money, "Force 8 Gale" insisted that they must give it, and he would charge twice the market price.

From an outsider's perspective, after this team battle, Level 8 Hurricane was at a huge loss. His team was short of combat power and didn't gain much experience points.

And as the commander-in-chief, he has to take full blame if anything goes wrong.

Not to mention, he had to pay for the props out of his own pocket.

However, this was the first team battle among the players, and "Level 8 Hurricane" had already made a name for itself.

This is more important than temporary gains and losses.

In the future, when there are large-scale group battles, no matter whether you are the commander of a professional team or the think tank of a large guild, you must weigh your own prestige before competing with him for the position of commander-in-chief.

"Brother Chicken Team, the strategy is complete, and we are heading towards the boss."

"The same goes for the Ice Mage team. I told you we can kill it alone. It's just a summon."

"Okay, don't report anymore, just go there after you finish your work. I'll go too."

"Level 8 Gale" flew towards the Boss, and said in the voice channel:
"After we kill this boss, how about we have a bonfire party?"

……

Mr. Bones widened his eyes and summoned a wall of bones to block the flaming spear.

From the beginning, he wanted to call back the babies he had released.

But those "death snatchers" were just like ticks. Once they had bitten his precious thing, they would never let go.

He tried to forcibly call back the two corpses, but ended up having the two treasures destroyed by the "Death Snatcher".

The number of "death snatchers" besieging him has increased from the original three to seven, and now to fifteen. He can sense that there are many gold-level warriors heading in this direction.

There was no trace of communication spells nearby, so how come they came out one after another like flies discovering a cake?
Mr. Dry Bones became more and more curious.

Originally, he had planned to leave after the treasure he released was intercepted by the "Death Snatcher".

After all, the village has been polluted, and the demigod cannot escape the fate of being corrupted. There is no need to take the risk and give him one last push before he is twisted.

But then he discovered that dirty thoughts had appeared in the treasures he collected.

So he followed the trail.

Then, he saw the three people he had just killed last night.

He suddenly burst into laughter.

Whether it is creating the "Death Snatchers" or blaspheming death and life... the gods behind this group of "Death Snatchers" are just like clowns trying to struggle before drowning.

In the cauldron of the world, under the infection of "ink", any god is nothing more than an ingredient waiting to be "pickled".

The more they struggled, the more they made a noble celestial being like me laugh.

Unfortunately, this place is isolated from the heaven, and we are unable to share the funny scenes here with the noble people in heaven.

Mr. Ku Gu was looking forward to the day of the Eclipse Feast more and more.

Another baby lost contact, and Mr. Ku Gu finally felt a little pressure.

Although these "death snatchers" could not do anything to him, his attacks were also all blocked by them using various extremely dangerous methods.

The reason he had fought until now was because he felt he could kill them.

But there's always that little bit missing.

After releasing a large number of corpse puppets to protect him, Mr. Ku Guess used his skeleton staff to draw a circle in the air in front of him, and a silver portal appeared in front of him.

"I'll let you go this time."

After saying that, he stepped into the door, then missed a step and fell out.

A curtain descended from the sky, covering the surrounding space.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a nearly scrapped small mecha increased its speed and punched Mr. Ku Gu in the face.

The dwarf in the mecha turned on the loud speaker and said to Mr. Skeleton who was knocked away:
"Did I tell you to leave?"

(End of this chapter)